The morning in Section V began with the clatter of Henri's typewriter.
Alan Turing arrived just as the latest strip of intercepts rolled out, still warm from the machine.
"Morning, Monsieur Turing," Henri said without looking up. "Batch from the Vosges station. Picked up just after midnight. Same format, three groups of five letters."
Turing pulled the sheet from the typewriter and scanned it as he walked toward the long bench where Luc and Jean-Pierre were already unpacking small wooden crates.
"What's in there?" Turing asked, setting the intercepts down.
"Rotors," Luc replied, lifting one from its wrapping. "Blank units from the machine shop, waiting to be wired."
Turing leaned in to inspect it. "Bakelite core, metal contacts… good. We'll need at least a dozen wired in different permutations before we can begin meaningful testing."
Jean-Pierre frowned. "Do you know the wiring?"
